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| everyday is a struggle with lyricsWed, 07 Jan 2009 16:49:34 -0800 by mustanghotrod428I was the chapstick in your purse, to keep you smooth. I was the finger in your throat, to keep you cute. My liver hates you for walking out on us. My kidneys drowning in a pool of our long lost love. I stole your perfume to spray in my room, You will always be here. So Much for the past year, I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from, Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes. Im burning up my bedside, And are rotting out my insides slowly. I was the hand that held your hair back from your face. Now I must forget the way you taste. I stole your perfume to spray in my room, You will always be here. So Much for the past year, I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from, Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes Are burning up my bedside, And are rotting out my insides slowly. I love you so damn much; Ill even start to pray. Ill put my faith in all your bullshit if it means youll stay. [Repeat]So Much for the past year, I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from, Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes Are burning up my bedside, And are rotting out my insides, Are burning out my bedside, And are rotting out my insides. I love you so much, I started praying. I love you so much that I started praying. [Repeat] Related: youtube lyrics senses fail | |
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| 04 - Three 6 Mafia - Don't Violate (Feat. Frayser Boy)Wed, 07 Jan 2009 16:14:44 -0800 by mfrobertaLyrics to Don't Violate :How many niggas really talk that shit **(background)**THRE E SIX !!!!MAFIA !!!!FRAYSER BOY !!!!ya ya, its goin down ... You know what I'm sayin'. Alot of times we use the word bitch. It goes for niggaz and hoes, whoever violate, get in your face with that bullshit, this is what you do !!!Put your foot up they ass, (what)foot up they ass, (what)If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass, (yep)foot up they ass, (what)foot up they ass, (what)If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass...and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate me,and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate me,and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate me,and tell that hoe...don't violate me,don't violate me hoe,Now niggaz man, they try and copy,The three six, but they too sloppy,Them boys some fakers, nothin but carbon copies,Who's step up in the club, niggaz they brain dead,Cuz its a rap and all this bull shit that they said,Aint nothin behind your mug but some mutha fuckin hugs,Ya'll niggaz nicer than grandmas and fuckin ladybugs,Ya'll haters shakin like booties up in a strip club,Ill cut your hand off like al-qeada in this bitch (WHAT !!!!)I aint playin with you niggaz,I'll put my hands on you niggaz,My foot will stand on you niggaz,I thought you knew we pull triggers,So why you testin me bitches,You must be tryin to get stitches,All on your forehead, or cold dead, for fuckin wit' pimpin,I take the back of a gun,Hit you you stumble then run,Split you in two fuckin halves, you mad runnin your tongue,Iaint no hoe that be likein bustin and fighting and bitin,Im like a tennessee titan, tacklin and breakin the lightin.. !!! (WHAT)Put your foot up they ass, (what)foot up they ass, (what)If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass, (yep)foot up they ass, (what)foot up they ass, (what)If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass...and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate me,and tell that hoe...don't violate me,don't violate me hoe,and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate me,and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate me,See im quick with the pistol,shootin that missle,if i catch you slippin then im gonna get ya mr.i aint gonna miss ya, im just gonna split ya,no evidence, witnesses, lone picturetalk that shit bro told ya im gonna get ya,hit ya in the head with the tip of the pistol,ya i do it big you shouldve played with ya sister,like eskimoly you froze in a BLIZZARD !!!Pick his ass up drop him off before his last breath,Fuckin with that hypnotize you gonna have a fast death,Real niggaz ya we is, you can come and find out,I could show you what the cryin about, Three six got me on,Now i have to keep a tone,Cuz they haters now my haters, if you want a beef its on,Most of ya'll been hoes,Afraid of boys with ten toes,Leave his ass in the past, nigga like nintendoPut your foot up they ass, (what)foot up they ass, (what)If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass, (yep)foot up they ass, (what)foot up they ass, (what)If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass...and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate me,and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate me,and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate me,and tell that hoe...don't violate me hoe,don't violate... Related: 04 - three 6 mafia - don't violate (feat frayser boy) | |
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| Lil Wayne - Hit Em UpWed, 07 Jan 2009 15:48:31 -0800 by gill0012Lil Wayne - Hit Em Up lyrics dirty[Verse 1] I tried to talk to himQuit talkin, I'ma hang ya by your tongue, YeaAny motormouth could get hung highWe don't fuck wit niggaz like fungiWe don't even hear yaHollerin bullshit nigga quit the diaherraPistol lie inside of the armrest, um yesLay a nigga down in his own mess, don't messPlaya fuck around wit the homeless, charmlessYou can leave out here armless, no homiesHonest, you niggaz is harmlessI'm calm as a Don is supposed to (be)Costa Nostra, don't ever approach himDon't get close to himShootouts and nothin but rock n roll to himLeave your blood on the dash, call it rose wood'Nother murder, 'Nother page out the notebookIt ain't nothin it don't make it if you no goodI tried to talk to him, but then a nigga had to[Chorus] Hit 'em up, Hit 'em upI ain't even wanna hit 'em up really, I was tryna be calmBut, uh, that chopper Rrrot, put his head in his armsAnd man, I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to himHit 'em up, Hit 'em upI ain't even wanna hit 'em up, fuckit make a nigga get looseHe had too much talkin, not enough Deuce'I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/bk d ]Hit 'em up, Hit 'em upI ain't even wanna hit 'em up hit 'em upI ain't even wanna hit 'em but I hit 'em up [Gun shot] I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him[Verse 2] Y'all take them shoes off your teethStop runnin your mouthNo shoes, no feet, I'll run in your mouthI'll come to your house, me and my goonsLoadin up bangers, ridin under the moonThrowin up fingers sayin "My side rule"If a nigga disagree, that's when my side proveThat Maybach coupe a cock-eyed foolAnd I'm "in it like Bennet" hoe, aren't I coolBut if that thermostat switch and that needle moveThen the attitude switch and the heat'll moveI got that, Shakita banana, clip for the toolMe the disaster, pity the fool, eat a catastropheSwallow the truth, belch realityHow does it taste, Pie to your face, You a bitch niggaAll pussy, stop comin out your lips niggaI tried to talk him, but then a nigga had to[Chorus] [Verse 3] Real talk boy, chill wit the talk boyThat tommy gun'll tear your neighborhood apart boyYeah, leave your feelings in your heart boyStart with the wrong boy, you end wit a stone boyWit your friends, to carry you aloneTo a concrete mattress and a fluffy tombstoneFuck discussion, I ain't in to it boyI just get to it, let's do it, rip through a boyBig uzi, tissue the boyI'm inside lookin out, you just an intruder boyYou need sooches on your smooches boyBut, I tried to talk to him, but then a nigga had to[Chorus] Related: lil wayne hit em up lyrics dirty | |
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| The Game Where I'm From + Anything You Ask ForWed, 07 Jan 2009 15:38:27 -0800 by DaPRINCEoFComptontHE gAME wHERE iM fROM plus aNYTHING yOU aSK fOR(me rapping INTRO:)Lyrics:"Game - Anything You Ask For"Huh, niggaz think they got the game sewed, yeah rightI'm air tight, fresh in them Air NikesIf the Navy outside, I might be thereBlack hoodie, black 9, black wifey airsRock guns like Caddy trunks, keep a spareYou see the lump under the Iceberg fleece and gearAnd when the beef cook, I'ma put the piece to your headAnd if you see a white truck that mean yo' sheets is deadThen I'm goin' goin', back backTo the block to dump the bucket and jump in the dropNiggaz know I'm good with the glock, they call me Chick Hearns'Cause if the game on knot, I'm callin the shotsI'll wear a shiny suit for a minute like I'm The LOXThen get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan boxAnd when I die, bury me with the glock and a bucket of shellsIn case niggaz want drama in hellYeah, so when Compton niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz get togetherShit happens mayne, real talk from ya nigga Fig'Doin' it big and don't wanna split yo' wigI'll give you anything you ask fo', money over bitchesTell me what'chu blast fo', f**k around with snitchesWhat you had to smash fo', niggaz tried to play me manAnything you ask fo', all about this Bay gameAnything you ask fo', representin' Bay gameI'll give you anything you ask fo', money over bitchesTell me what'chu blast fo', f**k around with snitchesWhat you had to smash fo', niggaz tried to play me manAnything you ask fo', all about this Bay gameAnything you ask fo', representin' Bay gameI be the boy with the most cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Lenny KravitzI'm in the streets where they goin' savageOne, two, we dance on the rooftopLet the Coupe ghost ride then we come to two stopsFigga eight'n by the corner sto'Niggarali from killer Cali you gotta let 'em knowYeahh, ya hit me on my SidekickInventory pilin' up, niggaz tryin' to buy shitThey got me diggin in my filesPro Tools, ADAT tapes and big soundsJumpin' on a plane, jumpin' out a taxi cabStackin' up this fettucini now these niggaz hella madF**k that nigga, he got another album on the board?Damn right, another album on the boardF**k the bullshit, the Figgarali don't playI represent the whole Bay every motherf**kin' dayI'll give you anything you ask fo', money over bitchesTell me what'chu blast fo', f**k around with snitchesWhat you had to smash fo', niggaz tried to play me manAnything you ask fo', all about this Bay gameAnything you ask fo', representin' Bay gameCount rubber band grandsI'm out big on the under, with my fam bamAnd I, hover the landsTo expand, I'm from the gutter grime and the sandNo jams the flam's all bustedThe dames want the bucks when, they see you stuffed inYour pockets, 'til they get them someBut testin' my pocket, only gets you none'Cause I, got a pimp mentalityThe scrubs wanna eat shrimp and get my salaryThey ain't knowin' I'm tight laced in my shoestringsHate the way I'm flowin' on the mic 'cause I do gleamAll types of baguettes and bezelsWe shine like life's {unverified} rebels2005, me and my crew just pile the potsMove like the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch(me rappin INTERLUDE:) Related: the game plus me anything you ask for where im from am so suck with my freestyle rhymes real ya digg | |
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| Gaza-islamic hamas Trains Children For Green Peace MissionsWed, 07 Jan 2009 15:10:28 -0800 by MustafBinResurrected'Innocent' my ass! Reminder: Hamas Uses Israeli Humanitarian Gestures To Rack Up Mass Civilian Casualtieshttp://www .mererhetoric.com/ar chives/11275346.html Carl caught this story about how the IDF's humanitarian efforts are exploited by Hamas to increase civilian casualties: Israel's notifications to civilians in Gaza to leave populated locations before they are bombed are cynically used by Hamas for organizing human shields, a new study says. The study by the Terror and Intelligence Information Center shows that when the IDF warns Arab civilians of an impending attack in their neighborhood, Hamas uses the information in order to organize the civilians into human shields in the hope of protecting the targets from the IDF's wrath. Hamas's de facto prime minister Ismail Haniyeh and other top terrorists, including Nizar Riyan, who was killed in the course of Operation Cast Lead, have publicly boasted of using the warnings as "intelligence" and then using civilians, including women and children, as human shields to protect the homes of terrorists.Hamas Now Doing Everything Humanly Possible To Generate Gaza Civilian Casualtieshttp://www .mererhetoric.com/ar chives/11275261.html So how's a callous gang of genocidal lunatics supposed get their human shields into the media spotlight? Easy: take what civilian casualties there are and make sure they die: Egypt says the Hamas militant group, which controls Gaza, is preventing hundreds of wounded Palestinians from leaving for treatment in Egypt. Cairo says dozens of empty ambulances are at the Rafah crossing - the only one to Gaza which avoids Israel... Hamas officials say 271 Palestinians have been killed and 600 wounded since Israel began its aerial assault on the Gaza Strip on Saturday, but none of the injured have yet left via Rafah.Not exactly a surprise - this is the exact same stunt they pulled last June. One more thing from that BBC article though: Gaza has been crippled by an Israeli blockade of all but the most essential supplies, leaving even basic medicines in desperate shortage. The UN Relief Works Agency - the largest humanitarian organisation working in Gaza - said it has had to stop distributing food and that hospitals were "near to collapse". Spokesman Christopher Gunness told the BBC that the organisation was struggling to maintain its 18 clinics in Gaza.Yeah, that's bullshit. Related: gaza 'palestinian innocents' cease fire islamic hamas training youths for suicide bombing missions hate mortar attacks continuing conflict | |
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| Aloysius - Aqueas ZuegmaWed, 07 Jan 2009 14:42:09 -0800 by onlywhenprovokedAloysius was a band I was in between '95 and '97. This particular track had a percussionist, an upright bass player, a vocalist and yours truly on a shitbox electric bass with flat wound strings and a crybaby wah fuzz pedal. Usually I played electric guitar in this band, but some of the songs had these dueling bass lines. If we had a keyboard player and a small horn section, I think we would have done amazing things.I know the footage I used is boring, but I only made this so I could post this newly discovered long lost track on my old band mates myspace pages.If you're one of those bandmates or old friends and you found your way to my youtube channel, please respect my anonymity here on youtube. First name, Patrick, only. Everyone here calls me OWP, onlywhenprovoked, or O.These are the lyrics,as best as I could remember or make them out:(hopefully my old singer will fill in the missing words so I can make a much better video than this one)alone here without loneliness empty inside without hunger order without structure in a cold without wind and a shadow without perfect features and its stillness is for contemplation how can loneliness plague us when we have a seed of primal history and truth inside the mind inside the heart infinite inside the womb it is a microcosm it is the temple it is the dreamscape well that which blesses us is that which dooms us that which blesses us is that which dooms us that which blesses us is that which dooms us that which blesses us is that which dooms us colors of life are the utmost magic colors of life cause infinite war infinite war well we would be uncanvased if not for the individual we would be at peace if not for difference of opinion we belong with our spirit to guide us but some of them tear us apart well that which blesses us is that which dooms us that which blesses us is that which dooms us that which blesses us is that which dooms us that which blesses us is that which dooms us rain fire lust knowledge what is not necessary what is not provided that primal seed of infinite growth ????? ????? well you can walk the labyrinth walk and close your eyes and still move onward walk where the warmth is don't let it burn you don't let it burn you don't let it burn you don't let it burn you that which blesses us is that which dooms us that which blesses us is that which dooms us that which blesses us is that which dooms us that which blesses us is that which dooms us aqueas zuegma tenacious absurdity even the esthetic has his mountain that he desires to climb repose at its peak for there is greatness in assention and power and knowledge are gaseous intangible tangibles these words we have spoken before who smashed the idol who was his idol idle thoughts bright idle nights combust able combustion brings forth light the perfection of experience is memory a page in the cosmic scrapbook digits in the infinite card catalogue primal truth and mystery spiraling upward in neat little rows light, its seed and its secret smeared and stained on an adolescents quilt we will never speak of this and revel in its redolence what is the secret we speak human hydroponics fallacious endeavor whenever we lose one link the chain is broken how often we surpass this i have spoken out against it i am the lotus i am in the womb i am but a rune the eye of horus spreads its wings watching us from every corner but it cannot see the stains upon my quilt or the gleam within my eye i am sir arthur francis bacon bodhisattva and templar danzier and hunter slave and architect and stone soil phallus and oblesque monkey headed pig boy minotaur, manatee, mummified what roads we walk to fin they're connected what things we talk to find its all concocted bullshit overflowing bubbling congealing swelling hands and swelling hands and swelling hands and swelling heads the first synonym in the websters thesaurus for truth is conformed to a deep rooted reality reality reality reality alone here without loneliness empty inside without hunger order without structure in a cold without wind and a shadow without perfect features what is the stillness for?it is for contemplation. Related: bush goodbye | |
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| We're All Being Targeted.........Wed, 07 Jan 2009 14:33:04 -0800 by mconn2112......In One Way Or Another.I don't think these ruling elite criminals will be satisfied until they have completely destroyed our Bill of Rights and/or has access and control of every aspect of our private lives, whichever comes first.Washington Post Article I referenced:http://ww w.washingtonpost.com /wp-dyn/content/arti cle/2009/01/03/AR200 9010301993_pf.htmlJd ouglasfisher's video:http://www.you tube.com/watch?v=PWl TAHUZt0Ustick187's vid:http://www.youtu be.com/watch?v=nKsaO stPFtc Related: spying surveillance maryland state police activists protest groups big brother bullshit bill of rights | |
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| DarsenicWed, 07 Jan 2009 13:32:06 -0800 by projectseedsWell, This is Darsenic's first song that I wrote. Theres already drums for it, The first two riffs are the only official things, The rest is doodling/random bullshit that I felt like doing and see what you guys think.If you say something kicks ass, Tell me what riffs and I'll make sure to include them.Take Care!:D Related: darsenic | |
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